Madison Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

Chapter 5: Coldness

Chapter 5: Coldness

I only own Madison, her cat and all that jazz! I'm gonna rouse my knees and roll my stockings down.... And all that jazz! Start the car I know a whoopee spt, where the gym is cold but the pianos hot! It's just a noisy hall where there's a nightly brawl-

Anyway........ Sorry about that....... To the book.. :D

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The next morning has one word for it: hectic. If you know the definition of that word, good, because that means that it was crazy.

Between Ron and Percy having some cat fight, and Mrs. Weasley giggling and telling me, Hermione, and Ginny abut some log emotion she made as a young gril, and much more, lets just say... I'm surprised nobody got injured.

I literally had to pull Athena off of the table, because she was clawing into the wood, next to Crookshanks. God. You'll see him on the train and at Hogwarts. Man, what are you? A love sick kitty? Wait- don't answer that......

When we got outside, we saw three Ministry cars. "Why do we have Ministry cars, father?" Asked Percy.

"For you, Perce-"

"With little flags that say-"

"HB: for Humumgus Bighead!" I finished.

Everybody looked at me, shocked. "What? I'm not aloud to finish sentences with the twins?"

"Tough crowd, eh, love?" George asked, making me blush, on purpose.

"I'll say, love." Fred stated. He failed at making me blush more.

"Well, you dolts, it's not a very tough crowd if only family is here."

They shrugged. Harry would be riding with Mr. Wealsey (alone, poor guy, with , Ron, and Scabbers.). I would be riding with Fred, and George, and with Athena. Ginny, Mrs. Weasley, Percy, and Hermione would be in the last car.

I'm not sure why putting me and the twins in the same car by ourselves was decided. It's probably not the safest, and to mention, not the best choice. But who will I argue with? God? Nah, that's for when I die. If... I die....

For all you know, I could be immortal, couldn't I?

Anyway, the three of us put on our seatbelts, and the car driver kept asking us weird questions.

"So, where do you live, little girl?" He asked me, individually. George put his arm around me, protectively. Electricity flew through my body.

"Well, do you want my whole moving story?"

"Of course, child."

Fred and George looked at me with a smile. They knew I was gonna say something hilarious.

"Well, first, I lived inside my dad. Then I moved inside my mum, then I lived there for nine months... Then I saw the li-"

"I get it, beautiful." He said with a creepy look on his face.

I was officially scared of this dude.

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Once we reached Kings Cross Station, and ran inbetween the barriers nine and ten, it got a bit more hectic.

"Harry! Madison!" Called Mr. Weasley.

Even though we had two minutes until the Hogwarts Express left, we went over to him, despite Mrs. Weasleys complaints about us and the train.

"Promise me, Harry, Madison, you won't go looking for Black."

"I promise-" I began. Harry interrupted me, of course.

"Why would I want to go after somebody who wants to kill me?"

"Promise me." He stated, like we were his own kids.

"I promise, Mr. Weasley. Not too sure about Harry, here, he tends to be rash sometimes." I smiled, and Mr. Weasley chuckled at my comment.

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Harry of course, told Hermione and Ron everything. Typical.

There was a ,am in our compartment; he was wearing shabby robes, and had scars on his face; the scars were sort of faded. He had light brown hair, with flecks of grey in it. He looked older then he probably was, like a lot of people who seemed to live in the time of my.... Parents.

"Whose he?" Asked Ron.

"R. J. Lupin."

"How'd you know that?" Ron asked me.

"It's on his briefcase, Ronald." Hermione sighed. They're observant, those boys are...

"But what's he doing in the train?" Asked Harry, as he sat next to Rn, andhermione and I sat next to eachother, next to the sleeping man.

"It's obvious, isn't it? He must be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"It's the only position open, isn't it? Poor guy.... I mean..."

"Qurriell had a man on the back of his head."

"Lockhart was a fraud, and lost his memory."

"He did?" I asked, curious.

"Yea. Oh yea, you were out..... You know, we found out who opened the Chamber of Secrets." Harry stated.

"Who?" I smally asked, knowing the answer.

"Yea, who did?" Hermione asked. She clearly didn't know.

Ron smiled at that. "The same person it was last time. Tom Marvolo Riddle."

"Or, Voldemort." Harry agreed. "But he possessed poor Ginny and somebody else to do his dirty work."

"Oh? Who was the other person?" Asked Hermione.

I smiled sadly. "Your sitting next to her." I stated, sadly, and quietly.

They all looked at me, with shock.

"I'm sorry. It was me who wrote the message on the wall-with my own blood. See?" I pulled up my uniform sleeve (yea, I'm already on my uniform, suckers.) and they saw the scar that used to read: 'Neither Shall Live While The Other Survives'. But now, it was just a thick scar.

"And, and.... What happened was me and Ginny saw the list of his orders, and and....... Who we were going to petrify. I saw your name on the list, Mione, and that it would be my job to petrify you. I fought- I backed out, because I realised that I couldn't do that to my best friend. Your name on that list snapped me out of it, somehow. It snapped me out of my trance, and my possession."

Hermione hugged me tightly.

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The train ride was going well, until it got really cold.. I heard a scream of a woman, and the train broke down.

Then, I swam into the darkness, unsure of what exactly was happening.

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Here is Chapter Five!

~ Madison

Also, I have tried to attatch a video to this. It probably won't work.